Fall Colors

There is so much I want to write about at the moment, but I am at the end of the day, and the end of my brain juice. I will say, I attended a writer’s retreat this past weekend, which was a delightful experience that I will surely write more about this week or next.

Here you see the kids pictured along the same path in the same park that we took a self-timer family photo in about a year and a half ago. If you care to compare how the people have grown over roughly 18 months of time, check out the original photo from March 2014. Man, that went fast.

We said goodbye to the little one’s curls this week. She’s as cute as ever, of course, but I feel a little sad about it. Turns out, the middle sister has been fitting in some mini-haircuts here and there as she can get away with it, so there were a number of odd chunks missing and the curls in the back were also becoming an out-of-control nest. Goodbye sweet curls.

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Update on run/walk goal for week 41 (the goal is to complete at least 10 miles per week): 12.5 Run/Walk miles traveled, 489mi in 2015

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“Each man’s work will become evident; for the day will show it because it is to be revealed with fire, and the fire itself will test the quality of each man’s work.If any man’s work which he has built on it remains, he will receive a reward.If any man’s work is burned up, he will suffer loss; but he himself will be saved, yet so as through fire.” 1 Corinthians 3:13-15

1061. new water bottle, 1062. weekend retreat with wonderful writers, 1063. new friends forged, 1064. heart revelations and new peace, 1065. some success in figuring out the current balance of things, 1066. tangle-free ‘do for the little one, even though the sweet curls are gone, 1067. polka-dot file boxes to organize my paper stuff, 1068. paper plates and the freedom to run the dishwasher only one time per day, 1069. extra-crisp, delightful apples, 1070. overhearing (uncharacteristically) kind interactions between my kids